Little Mr. is one hundred years old

The black Bentley slowed down slowly because of the pedestrians passing by. The man sitting in the back seat was wearing a blue suit with vertical stripes. His hair was all combed back, revealing his full forehead. He looked like an elite. The Economic Times, suddenly the bodyguard next to him reminded softly——

"Mr. Shao, look, is that Mr. Xiao?"

It is said that the man, that is, Lou Zhao, looked up and looked out the window—as expected, in a coffee shop by the roadside, by the window, a beautiful young man in sportswear was sitting there, with his head lowered and slowly stirring the coffee. His long, curly eyelashes seemed to be visible from far away—he seemed to be on his mind.Opposite him was a strange young man with a sunny smile on his face, looking at Qing Huan eagerly, and he didn't know what he was saying——

"Who is that?" Lou Zhao seemed to be talking to himself.

"Looking at his age, he might be a classmate of Mr. Xiao." The bodyguard guessed.

"Student? Hmph..." Lou Zhao sneered, and stroked his chin with a hand wearing a tail ring—he didn't think he was a classmate, and even if he was, it wasn't a simple classmate relationship.

And at this time in the coffee shop.

"Huan still can't remember me?" Zhong Li looked at Qing Huan: "But I recognized Huan the first time I saw it."

Qing Huan raised her head: "At that time, in the haunted house... it was you, right?" When he held Qing Huan's hand, that feeling came back—in the haunted house in the amusement park, after M disappeared, that The man holding his hand towards the exit...

Zhong Li smiled, showing a mouthful of white teeth: "I knew that Huan didn't feel nothing, if Huan really didn't recognize me at all, I would be very sad..."

"You were the one who gave me that chess piece?" Although he knew the answer earlier, he still wanted to ask clearly.

Zhong Li nodded: "The things that belong to you that I have kept around for so many years are the same."

Qing Huan opened her mouth, but didn't know how to speak.

Zhong Li stared into Qing Huan's eyes and continued: "I thought I would never find you again... I was forced to hypnotize, I couldn't find the way back, even you and I finally remembered... After so many years , the belief that can keep me going is you, I must find you, one day, we will meet..."

Being hypnotized... Qing Huan's heart tightened, even if he couldn't remember the details, he knew it had something to do with him - he was hypnotized to completely sever the relationship between the two, but he actually remembered...

"Do you know when I found you?" Zhong Li asked with a smile.

Qing Huan paused: "When?"

"When the white jade double dragon vase appeared in the world." Zhong Li said: "I know its origin, the place where it is is also where you are."

Qing Huan recalled what happened at that time - "Those two people who came to Bowen Yabao to recognize the treasure are your people?"

Zhong Li pursed his lips and smiled: "Yes, to be honest, I was not very sure at that time. The two people I was looking for were both masters of portrait painting. I knew it when they saw you and came back to show me. I finally found me. I'm looking for someone." The dimples on the corners of her lips were full of confidence.

He is so persistent...

Qing cheered and let out a sigh of relief: "Then what can you do if you find me? So many years have passed, and I can't remember many things..."

"You are still like this," Zhong Li interrupted him: "You will choose to forget the things that you don't want to remember that hold you back... No matter how much you forget, as long as I remember. Huan, this time, I will not I will let you go again, if you leave me once, I will not give you a second chance." She had such a sunny face, but there was a hint of gloom in the words she said.

Being stared at by those catching black eyes, Qing Huan felt that he was suffocating - he had a premonition that he might not be able to get rid of the entanglement with him in this life...

And all of these are the fruits of their own sowing.As early as when he decided to adopt the child born in the coffin, he should have thought of it... When the child was crying for food, he fed him bit by bit, and then watched him grow up bit by bit, from now on. From baby to toddler, and then from toddler to teenager, tens of years passed in a hurry. He himself has never grown old, but this child has grown up...

"Why..." Qing Huan looked at Zhong Li's youthful face that looked similar to her own age, and couldn't help asking: "Why do you still..."

"Mr. Xiao." The abrupt and deep male voice cut in.

Qing Huan turned her head and saw the well-dressed and domineering Lou Zhao who had appeared here at some point, greeting herself with a smile.

"Lou Zhao? Why are you here?" Lou Zhao is not usually out of place with this petty bourgeoisie-style small coffee shop. He seems to be suitable for appearing in all kinds of high-end places with rich clothes and shadows.

"Of course I came to the coffee shop to drink coffee." Lou Zhao stepped forward with a long leg, and the bodyguard behind him immediately pulled out the vacant chair at Qing Huan's table and let Lou Zhao take a seat.After sitting down, Lou Zhao straightened his expensive handmade suit and said with a smile, "Do you mind if I sit with you?"

You sat down so generously and asked me if I mind?Qing Huan twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "You can do whatever you want."

Lou Zhao's eyes turned to Zhong Li who was at the side: "Ah, there is another kid, can you introduce me?"

"He..." Qing Huan really didn't know how to introduce Zhong Li. Just as she was about to say "friend" vaguely, she heard Zhong Li's youthful voice: "I am a very close person to Huan. I don't know you." Who is it, old man?"

If Qing Huan was drinking coffee, she would definitely spit it out—old man? !Thanks to Zhong Li's ability to scream, if Lou Zhao is an old man, then Zhong Li's actual age, what is he?And myself... the old monster? ...

Lou Zhao was so choked by Zhong Li's words that he became angry for a moment - well, he is indeed a bit older, compared to Qing Huan, but he is not very old, given his current wealth At his age, he is simply a golden bachelor...

"The kid has a sharp tongue." Lou Zhao turned to Qing Huan, "It's even stronger than you."

Qing Huan just laughed dryly—should it be said that she taught it by herself?

Lou Zhao looked at his watch and said, "It's time for dinner, Mr. Xiao, would you like to come to my house for a meal? Last time, Mr. Xiao said that the dim sum made by my Jiangsu-Zhejiang chef is delicious, do you want to try it again?"

"I..." I really want to leave—Qing Huan is with Zhong Li now, the atmosphere is not to mention awkward.

"If you want dim sum, my family not only has chefs from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, but also chefs from Cantonese, Sichuan, and Shandong cuisines. In addition, there are also Western dim sum chefs." Zhong Li was not going to give Lou Zhao any chance, and he smiled sincerely. Qing Huan said: "Huan hasn't been to my house yet, why not be a guest."

"I don't know which family you live in? Where do you live?" Lou Zhao didn't miss the opportunity to dig out the details.

"My surname is Zhong, and I live in Zijin Villa in the south of the city." Zhong Li replied casually.

"The Zhong family in the south of the city?" Lou Zhao frowned: "Are you from the Zhong family?" It is rumored that the Zhong family came from the nobles of the sea, and they took root in Yicheng earlier than their Lou family, and they even invested in property more than them. Morning, if the Lou family is a radical and the Zhong family is a conservative, then every time you don't make a move, you will be surprised, and you will be shocked!Because of his low-key behavior, the rumors about the nobles of the sea intensified—but, I don’t know if it’s true or not...

"Since when did the Zhong family become so famous?" Zhong Li's youthful face showed no concern.

If it was any other occasion, at this time, Lou Zhao, who is a businessman, would definitely be courteous with Zhong Li, or try to make fun of him... But now... Lou Zhao still doesn't want to offend himself.Lou Zhao turned to look at Qing Huan, only to find that Qing Huan's cold eyes were staring at Zhong Li with surprise——

"Zhong... Li?" Qing Huan slowly spit out these two words.

The corners of Zhong Li's lips raised, his round eyes narrowed slightly, and every word was extremely clear: "Yes, Zhong Li."

It is "Zhong Li", not "Bai Li".From that time on, he no longer used his surname. They wanted to have a connection, but it was not such a connection with moral constraints. What he wanted, since he was sensible, has long been different.He is now Zhong Li, the Zhong Li who is about to tie the thread of fate with Bai Qinghuan.